To Color Your Life

The warmth. It is so nice to feel the warmth of a person who is dear to you. Hear the measured beat of his heart, smell his scent.

Emily wanted to dissolve in this warmth, to forget about everything that had happened in two days.

Her life has turned upside down and back. Her own gullibility let her down, throwing her from heaven into the very abyss of despair.

She was grateful to God that everything turned out to be untrue. It was unacceptable for her to change key life values ​​even for the sake of a loved one.

"Do you know what my favorite shade is?" the man asked and, without waiting for the girl's answer, answered himself, "Lavender. That was the color of your hair when I noticed you."

Emily froze in his arms. Seven years ago. This was the first and last time she allowed herself to dye her hair so brightly. Parents and grandmother were shocked. So was Peter. Only Kelly supported her.

Even university students looked sideways at her. Although... It seems there was someone else who said it was cool. But she couldn't remember who.

"I thought then, how brave she must be. So unlike me."

Emily looked up at her boss in surprise, "Are you serious?" She couldn't believe that such a confident (even self-confident) man could have such thoughts.

Justin nodded, "You may not believe it, but I seven years ago and I at this very time are very different people, Emily." The boss rubbed his cheek against her temple and kissed the top of her head.

A wave of indescribable tenderness filled the girl. If Justin Evans were a cat, she would have taken him for herself, even though she was allergic.

"That woman said that you and your friends were seducing naive girls who had boyfriends. And virgins were your specialty," Emily said and fell silent.

Everyone had a past and everyone could make a mistake. A person can change if he himself wishes so. But knowing this truth still leaves a smack like a nasty medicine.

The disease seems to be cured, but the memories of it are highlighted by bitter saliva on the tongue.

"And what did you think of me when you heard that?"

Emily felt the man hold his breath, waiting for her answer.

How did she feel? What was the very first thing she felt? Before she believed all these lies.

"I didn't believe it." She didn't believe her Justin was like that. A person who can look at another person with such warmth and tenderness cannot be like that. Emily wanted to believe that.

Although, in the end, she had almost believed in the opposite.

The man squeezed her and whispered in her ear, "Thank you. I always knew that you would not follow someone else's opinion."

"And you were wrong. As you can see, I fell for this Lala very well," Emily grunted. She would gladly throw all her indignation on the bitch.

"Forget about this woman. Jacob was too kind to her that time, now she just won't get off. Family is sacred to him.

As for her words about virgins," Justin frowned as if the topic was unpleasant to him, "I never did that."

He grabbed the girl's face with warm palms and lifted her up so that she could see his eyes, "You were the first and only one with whom I did this, Emily. To be honest, I did not expect that this idiot Miller would agree to the deal. But he brought you. I waited until the last moment that he would stop me, but he did not. And then... then I myself could not stop..."

"Why?" Emily couldn't take her eyes off the man's lips. They were so alluring and so seductive. Even now, she could clearly imagine all the sensations that they gave when they touched her lips.

Evans stroked her cheekbones with the pads of his thumbs. His captivating lips curved into a murderously captivating smile.

"Because no guy in his mind can resist when the girl he loves is at arm's length. I know I did not act in the most decent way then, Em. But I will not make excuses, I will not blame another person for my mistakes, just to clear myself in your eyes. I was a jerk, that's the fact. But I would do it over and over again."

Justin leaned over to the girl's face and his lips touched her, "I only regret that I let you go to him. I will not make such a mistake again. So, Miss Hayes, you will have to come to terms with my presence in your life for seventy years."

His kiss was gentle but persistent. It was such a kiss that would make it difficult to imagine yourself with anybody else.

If Justin Evans were a werewolf, this kiss would be a mark denoting her belonging to this man.

If Justin Evans were a dragon, her own dragon would...

God, Hayes, you really have to finish reading romance novels in the workplace.

Working in the XXX department affects your logic...

"Someone's calling you," Emily broke the kiss despite the man's resistance.

"Damn, I asked them not to bother," the boss growled displeased but went into the office to pick up the phone, the trill of which had been continuously ringing for two minutes.

"I'm listening," he barked, but his face changed immediately, as if he heard something good in response, "Got it. Thanks."

"What is this?" Justin picked up a piece of a crystal figurine from the floor.

"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! Your brother dodged, and the magazine... Damn..."

Make a face full of regret, Em! You can! We must press on pity!

"I'll pay for the damage, boss," the girl smiled her most adorable smile.

But where is her smile in comparison to a smile of the level of God!

Justin Evans gravely twisted the broken leg of the violinist figurine, "Hmm, first the car, now the office. Miss Hayes, have you set a long-term goal of making me bankrupt?"

"Justin, don't exaggerate!" Emily was even more embarrassed. "This thing was worth a maximum of fifty dollars!"

"This thing was worth five trillion dollars," the boss said.

What the... The country's annual budget is even less!

"This is pure extortion, Evans!"

"I put it on top for moral damage, Hayes," the man mimicked her.

You what... Emily was speechless.

"Have you decided to enter the Guinness Book as the most shameless person in the world?"

Justin Evans shrugged his shoulders, "Why not? But you will definitely have to pay back this debt all your life. Thank me for not including interest."

Hmm, Hayes. It seems that an accidentally broken figurine has brought you into lifelong slavery.

But why does this make her happy?